The blood rose blooms in the golden red flame, and the flame and silver branches outlined by the gilt set off the blooming rose.
The mechanic enlarged it and then welded it to the most conspicuous hood of the motorcycle. Wherever it passed, it showed off the aristocratic status inside the car.
That was one of the four major ducal families that initially followed the Mantonlon family to rule Sentinoa, including Flame Rose and Danse.
Black hair and black eyes are the standard appearance of this family. They are generally not tall and even a little thin, but this family has still stood firm for hundreds of years.
The silver mining locomotive rushed towards the dark rainy night, and Leon was almost certain that his target was the Antoinette Castle. But there was absolutely no way the church's actions would be leaked. How did they know?
Leon narrowed his eyes and began to quickly recall all the information in his mind. The Rose Family is one of the most mysterious families. Its territory is the most prosperous Deniyabo. The current head of the family is Riche Danser, although he is less than 30 years old.
Years old, but he is known as a once-in-a-century leader of Danse.
Dancer's genius? Leon shook his head. He would never agree to compare a man of his own age with Yago Dancer and Ronsa Dancer.
After all, those two were one of the real power holders in the dark age of the abyss. This Richelie was just squandering the treasures left behind by his ancestors, and they would all disappear one day.
The black cloaks were all silent in the rain. From that moment on, they had been waiting for the [Arrogant Archbishop]'s instructions, but Leon had been silent, staring intently at the approaching locomotive.
The roar of "boom" was getting closer and closer, and the steam rain curtain rolled in like a heat wave. The processed thick smoke was discharged from the exhaust pipe on the rear cover of the silver mine locomotive, and floated silently into the sky.
"Xius, remember to tell them to make the brake noise a little less when you get back..." The silver mine locomotive stopped suddenly on the barren grass on the hillside, the rear door slowly opened, and an old man jumped out vigorously.
The driver in front held up an umbrella for him. As soon as the old man stood up, his eyes saw the silent black cloaks in front of him, and the sound suddenly stopped.
"Understood, sir." The driver whispered. He stood respectfully beside the old man, his top hat covering his face so that no one could see his expression.
"Are they all here to welcome me? The ritual array is quite big." The old man smiled and nodded as he looked at the people in black cloaks.
The corners of Yanzero's eyes twitched, and he spoke in a cold tone: "Sir Qiangwei, what are you doing here tonight?"
"Come to visit the son of an old friend and clean up a few bugs by the way." The old man raised his eyes, passing Yanzero with some contempt, and looked directly at Leon who was closest to the city gate.
Leon laughed softly, took off his hood, and bowed deeply in the direction of the old man.
"Everyone says you are dead. Sure enough, how could you die so quietly?" Leon said with a smile in his eyes, "Long time no see, Mr. Longsa."
Yan Zeluo on the side shivered, Long Sa? Which Long Sa? That Long Sa from Danse?
"Fallen devil, you still chose this path after all, child." Longsa Dancer sighed, moved his wrinkled hands like dead branches, and glanced at the mechanical watch on his wrist.
"Fikank once told me that if one day his son really becomes a degenerate, let me help him stop it all." Longsa said softly, "Your father had already anticipated this day. He once gave
It’s your choice.”
"I chose the most correct one, Mr. Longsa. I know what I am doing, and I know very well that this is all a grand lie!" Leon's face was cold, and he growled.
"Is this your answer? It's really disappointing." Longsa shook his head regretfully.
"However, I have one more thing to do today." The old man's face suddenly darkened, and he walked forward vigorously. The driver beside him loyally held an umbrella for him.
"Stand back." Seeing the black cloak beside him about to move, Leon's face condensed and he growled.
The moment he passed by the driver just now, Leon shuddered deeply, and his purple eyes felt a hint of uneasiness, as cold as a sword piercing his heart.
This man has definitely killed no fewer people than himself, and he is definitely not as simple as a driver!
Being able to follow Long Sa...if it was that person...Leon silently took a step back, and the face of Yanzero beside him instantly turned ferocious.
"It's him...it's him...I won't admit it wrong, it's definitely him...it's the devil!" Yanzero whispered through gritted teeth, his face changing constantly, his whole body trembling in the rain.
It was an emotion called "anger". Only when he faced Leon's cold purple eyes did Yanzero regain some sense.
Yes, it must be that person. Only when that person is there, Longsa dares to walk among the black cloaks without any hesitation. As long as that person is still beside Longsa, even the entire Templar Armored Army cannot hurt him.
Spread your hair with a long hair!
Longza walked slowly, but his steps were not sloppy at all, and he was not like the legendary dying old man with half a foot in the coffin.
After walking through the black cloak and the stone road in front of the city gate, he slowly stopped in front of the castle gate.
He looked quietly at the little girl who was kneeling on the ground. Her hands were stuck on the city gate with two silver daggers. But she still didn't faint. She tried hard to open her eyes, but the pain in her limbs made her
Moaning softly.
Obviously I had been holding back before, but when I saw this old man, my tears flowed down like a broken thread.
Sisse's face was a little red, but she couldn't see clearly in the dark night.
"Temple family, Antoinette's little girl, right?" Longsa bent down and took the black umbrella from the driver's hand to block the rain for Cisse.
"Are you...from the Rose family?" Cisse looked at the Flame Rose family emblem ring on the old man's finger, tilted her head and asked.
"That's so smart." Longsa smiled. He touched Qise's head, and with a "ding" sound, the silver dagger imprisoning the girl instantly fell to the ground.
The driver on the side also walked over in a tacit understanding and applied a sticky substance to the wounds on the girl's limbs.
"No, it doesn't hurt anymore?" Qise moved in surprise, but as the pain disappeared, it became difficult to control her limbs, and a strong sense of tiredness also surged into her heart.
"It's just anesthetizing your pain. To really cure it, you have to go to the Holy Hospital of Deniyabo." Longza said kindly.
"Lord Qiangwei...can you save my family?" Like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, "Is this probably why you came today?"
"So, little girl, what are you willing to give?" The old man smiled, snapped his fingers, and glanced at the black cloaks not far behind him, his dark eyes like abyss.
"I have nothing left." Sither said softly.
"No, you still have it. Think about it carefully, what else do you have?" Longsa smiled. The black umbrella seemed to be a barrier. There were only two of them in the black umbrella.
"Well..." She suddenly thought of something and laughed suddenly.
"If you want it, sir, take it. My body and my soul."
"It just so happens that I also have a grandson who is three years older than you, named Xavier. I promise to be his fiancée, and you will get help from the Rose family." Long Sa looked at the girl jokingly.
"...Is that so? I promise you, I, Sisser Antoinette, will swear by the name of Antoinette of the demon-hunting family and become the fiancée of Xavier of the Dancer family!"
"From the moment you come of age, go back to the great alchemist who once belonged to the Antoinette family and take something away. Remember, don't have any contact with Danse before that." Longsa pondered for a while.
"This is an agreement between the two of us." Longsa said with a smile.
"Huh? I promise you." Although Sisse was a little confused, she still nodded.
"Very good, then the contract is fulfilled. I am about to be buried, but I can still see such a beautiful little guy." The old man laughed.
Longsa carefully picked up the girl, who had already fallen asleep deeply. This was also a side effect of Moran Seaweed.
"Is it over? Mr. Longsa, are you ignoring us too much?" Finally, when Longsa turned around, Yanzero spoke first.
His eyes were fixed on the driver with his hat hanging down, with endless resentment.
"They seem to have recognized you, Hughes...Shudelin." Longsa looked at the driver aside and sighed.
"After all, you are following the master, so everyone will probably guess that it is me." Shudelin took off his hat, and his dark hair could not resist his handsome face.
"Xiudelin...do you still remember me? My name is Yanzero, Yanzero Linasyat." Yanzero took a step forward. He looked at the young-looking Shudelin, his face filled with emotion.
Twisted with hatred.
"I don't remember." Xiudelin said calmly. He glanced at Yanzero briefly and then focused on Leon behind him.
"Sventlana Linas is my biological sister. Do you still remember this name? Do you still remember, devil!"